Like a Filter

Thursday, October 16, 2025

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Cup of tea and let it be.

Cup of coffee works, too.

It's up to you.

Here we are back for more sunshine.

Hope you're feeling fine.

Maybe somewhat divine.

If mundane is in your air keep sipping your brew and do your best you.

The light will show soon enough.

Rhymes and lyrics, lyrics and rhyme.

Sometimes just the sounds and rhythms the mind can make while it reads are reason enough to make a sentence.

Thank you once again for sharing another sunrise with Abe and I.

Thanks for accepting his dog snores from the loveseat as background music.

On with our show...

Dawn, the bringer of the blue upside down bowl to pour colors into all things.

Perhaps the way we see the world is like a filter on your camera app.

There's your friend's filter and your filter for the same picture, the same moment.

The same scene can look quite different depending who's viewing it.

Try the Wynn Filter.

There's Wonder in that one.

Sure to cause a comforting daydream or two... thousand.

It's your world view of course, fed to you when young.

As you aged you adjusted it to best suit your understanding.

It's in what you choose to look at, and the words, and the rhythm of the words, you choose to define it.

A golden morning glow holds the horizon this morning. Some chimneys puff smoke. A steady wind whisks leaves off branches. They float to fall. A blue jay chirps. A squirrel gathers acorns. A dog on a loveseat snores. You read.

Hope your day is a good one.

Take care, consider your filter and make wonderful this wonderful day.